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Le plus beau, c’est qu’on nous a fait applaudir le porteur de lumière qui projette tout ça et sa compagne la grande prostituée. 😂#Lucifer #Babalon.
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What really happened yesterday between "Bob" and Babalon on the night of the dinner, while they were alone.
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"Bob" (passing through the door of the chamber and calling out to Babalon in the darkness): Babs! Babs! Darlin', why're you wantin' me to come all by my lonesome to them blood pools of yours? You cravin’ a little private rodeo with me, sweetheart? But why's everythin' pitch black in here? You fixin’ to jump-scare me, honey? I’ve been missin’ you so hard it’s killin’ me, sweetheart.
Babs (speaking in a demonic, guttural voice): Approach, Lord Dobbs. Disrobe and step confidently into the magical circle right there.
(Torches suddenly flare to life, revealing Babalon with eyes pitch-black, pointed ears, and horns fully exposed.)
"Bob": Oh! Uh… Babs? Honey, you good?
Babalon: Disrobe! Obey my command!
"Bob" (Stripping off his clothes until he stands completely naked): Oh Babs! You lured me out here for a little one-on-one fun before we go play with the other girls, huh? You naughty devil gal! …But darlin’, why’re your horns all poked out like that? You hardly ever— Hold up… why’re them pools so dang red? You just finish sacrificin’ somethin’, baby?
Intern (chained and hanging upside-down, drenched in blood, voice low and trembling): Ahhhh… Help… Please… I can hardly think straight anymore...
"Bob": So… you been bleedin’ out some prisoner in here, woman? That what all this red is? Oh-ho, you beautiful psycho!
Babalon (voice making the entire chamber resonate): He’s your intern, you absolute moron!
"Bob": Holy shit! That’s really him! Aw hell, I plumb forgot the kid! Wait— FOR THE QUEEN! You used the intern’s blood?! I had a rough time smugglin’ that little bastard outta Hell! Babs, how could you do me like this?! I trusted you, woman!
Babalon: It’s ram’s blood, you utter fool! Your intern is perfectly fine. But he will remain so only if you obey my every command!
Intern (moaning, voice faint and shaking): Bo… Boss… Crowley sent me… I wasn’t sliced, but I’ve been hanging upside-down for so long… Please… Get me out of here…
"Bob" (suddenly turning serious): Alright, Babs. Cut the shit. What exactly is happenin’ here? This better be your idea of a prank, darlin’… ‘cause I ain’t laughin’.
Babalon (pointing imperiously): Enter the circle at once! Or his blood will indeed be spilled next.
Intern (screaming in pain as Babalon’s demonic voice reverberates): AHH!! OH GOD!! It hurts when she speaks! I’m begging you, boss! Help me! Please!
"Bob" (stepping into the circle): Woman, this is gettin’ way too damn sinister for my likin’!
(Black chains glowing with an eerie green light materialize from the circle and bind "Bob")
"Bob": What the he—Oh! Hot damn, I get it now! Babs, you little devil! You’re playin’ Dominatrix, ain’t ya? You scared the ever-livin’ shit outta me, you gorgeous psycho!
Babalon (demonic voice softening, slipping one hand beneath her skirt and the other inside her top to fondle and rub herself): Come, my love! Is this not exactly what you desire? Me?
Intern: Wha—Ah... Hello?
"Bob": Ah Babs! You gonna dominate this ol’ boy? You lil' naughty temptress! Oh-ho-ho!
Babalon: Such chains are designed to suppress your supernatural abilities entirely. On your knees, immediately!
"Bob" (popping a boner, getting down on his knees): Aw shucks, Babs… you want this ol’ boy tonguin’ them gorgeous feet? Hell yes, Mistress—your wish is my command!"
Intern: Huh… Your Divinities. I… I wouldn’t want to interrupt the moment, but… but I’m still here…
Babalon (demonic voice): Be quiet, you miserable excuse for a being!
Intern (thrashing in pain from Babalon's voice): Ah! PAIN!
Babalon (turning to "Bob", lifting his chin with her left hand): Now, Lord Dobbs... Before proceeding with any further indulgences, you must furnish me with an answer forthwith...
"Bob": Absolutely, Babs—uh, I meant Mistress!
Intern (voice very low, fearing being heard, practically inaudible): My God! They're going to kill me later for seeing this!
Babalon: Lord Dobbs... Ever so graciously, my dearest, do furnish me with an explanation... WHY ON EARTH DID YOU DISSEMINATE AN IMAGE OF ME IN SUCH AN UNGUARDED, CASUAL POSE ACROSS A SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORM?????!!!
Intern (screaming): AHHHH! Please stop! My head's going to explode!
"Bob" (freezing in fear): Aw… Uh… But hey now… Ah… Shitfire… Check out all them fans you got now! Uh… Everybody’s goin’ on and on ‘bout them beautiful feet o’ yours!
Babalon (kicking "Bob" in the face and sending him sprawling to the ground): Contemplate my magnificent foot, you abhorrent asshole!
"Bob" (on the ground, dazed): Aw Babs, go easy on the Domme stuff, sugar! You didn’t even tell me what the safe word is.
Babalon (dagger firmly in her hand): It will be quite unnecessary!
(Babalon slices open "Bob's" jugulars)
Intern: BOSSSSSSSS!!
"Bob" (blood spraying across the chamber and splattering over Babalon): Ah… Uh… Ah… S-so… Sorry...
Babalon: I have no interest in your pathetic justifications! Your lesson begins immediately!
(Babalon drags "Bob" into the pool of blood, and he sinks beneath the surface, weighed down by the chains)
Intern (in absolute panic): My God! You killed the boss! You hell-spawned demon! He helped you! How could you!?
Babalon (gazing at the intern with utter contempt): . . .
Intern (realizing Babalon is staring at him, starting to cry pathetically): Oh God, oh God! Don’t kill me, I’ll do anything you want. Just please don’t kill me too!
Babalon (voice returning to normal): Are you some kind of idiot?
Intern: I… I…
Babalon: You… seriously believe that a Child of Chaos—like Lord Dobbs—could be dispatched merely by slicing his throat and drowning him in a pool of blood?
Intern (terrified to answer): Uh… Uh… Yes?
Babalon (pressing a hand to her forehead, incredulous at the intern’s stupid response): By Lilith, Rand told me you were an idiot, but this is next-level.
Intern: … Huh? What?
(Babalon raises her hand and the intern is abruptly lowered to the ground, hitting his left shoulder hard against the stone floor. His chains slacken just enough for him to wriggle free)
Babalon (calm again, voice soft but unmistakably threatening): He’s alive… I’ll leave him there for a day or two so the lesson sinks in properly. Then I’ll pull him out. Resume your meaningless tasks, little nothing. And your name was…?
Intern (still dazed, rubbing his aching shoulder, wiping ram blood from his face): Uh-huh, he’s… he’s okay? I… I… Can I go? My name… uh, my name is—
Babalon (cutting the intern off mid-stammer): Actually, spare me. I’m one idiotic syllable away from making you join him in the pool. Begone. I have a dinner to return to—$LUCE, Constance, Rand, and Minona are waiting. Inform Crowley and Gardner that their boss will not be appearing tomorrow. You may recount exactly what transpired here. Now go.
Intern (stunned, barely believing he’s still alive): Ah… ah…
Babalon (voice exploding into a cataclysmic, bone-rattling demonic roar): BEGONE!!!
Intern (running away terrified and in pain): I’m going! Please, my lady, don’t yell!
Profiles #4
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Name: Babalon
Ministry: Goddess of Sex, Blood, War, and Lust. Marchioness of Adom-Tavah.
Also known as: The Whore of Babylon, Scarlet Lady, Lady of Blood, Babs (affectionate nickname given by "Bob" and Connie and used by others in their social circle), and Mother (by her apprentice $Luce)
Dimension: Hell. Currently exiled in Iakhe Khaostisma (Yacatizma).
Family: Babalon is the daughter of Lilith and Chaos, making her half-sister to the Children of Chaos on her father’s side and making Liberty (Marianne) her current stepmother. She took the young Child of Chaos, $Luce, as her apprentice and acts as her teacher/adoptive mother, though strictly speaking the two are half-sisters. As Lilith’s daughter, Babalon is therefore the granddaughter of Jehovah and thus the niece of Jesus, although the two were enemies until a few years ago, when Babalon was rescued by him.
Height: 1.83m (6 ft)
Romantic Interests: Babalon has several partners but has no intention of marrying any of them. She is currently one of the primary lovers of "Bob," Connie, and Rand. She is Rand's favorite lover.
Enemies: NHGH, Mephistopheles, Leviathan, and any god of the Conspiracy. She was formerly an ally of theirs but was betrayed, imprisoned, and humiliated; she is currently seeking revenge.
Relations with lesser beings: Babalon, an ancient and profoundly elitist goddess, regards herself as infinitely superior to lesser beings. To fellow deities, she is gracious, charming, and beloved—an accommodating delight. Yet toward lesser beings, she is merciless and sadistic. Like all demon lords, she has the habit of feeding on condemned humans and drinking their blood. She often grinds lesser beings to use them as ingredients in potions. She had to free all her slaves to be allowed to settle in Yacatizma. However, she still sees the enslavement of lesser beings as natural and, when she reclaims her marquessate of Adom-Tavah in Hell, intends to acquire new coffles of slaves. Babalon takes pleasure in humiliating lesser beings and enjoys putting them in degrading situations. Even the humans she recruits as mages fear her. In short, Babalon is an adherent of the divine right that gods may do whatever they please with those below them in the cosmic hierarchy. Paradoxically, Babalon is a heroine and superstar among succubi and incubi, and she vehemently opposes the enslavement of that species, since they are descendants of Lilith, her mother.
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Glimpses of the Past #14
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Babalon: Greetings, my love, what brings you here at such a delightful hour?
"Bob": Howdy, Babs! Uh... Whatcha doin' exactly?
Babalon: A duty commissioned for your mother...
"Bob": Well, heck, that guy trussed up and hangin’ like a piñata—that the prisoner of war? You givin' him the third degree?
Prisoner: I’m begging you! I’ve spilled all I know! Get me down!
Babalon: Indeed, I have extracted all the knowledge he possessed; he serves no further purpose. I am solely bleeding him now. His flesh shall be my repast later, whilst his blood I gather for future use.
"Bob": You just lettin’ that blood drip all over the place?
Babalon: My gown absorbs it, cleansing it of impurities.
"Bob": Well, shoot, anyhow, that ain’t why I came here... Babs, you probably heard, the queen done sent another goddess to live down in Dobbstown. Maybe to keep an eye on me. She’s sayin’ it’s so I can hook her up with folks to teach her some new magic tricks. She’s one of them quick learners.
Babalon: Intriguing. I take it you would have me enlighten her with select lessons.
"Bob": Darn right! Keep the gal occupied for a week or maybe a whole month!
Prisoner (gathering his final reserves of strength): For mercy’s sake... I can’t bear it any longer...
"Bob": Mind your manners, boy! I’m talkin’ to the lady here! Uh... She’s been in town for a month already.
Babalon: Permit me to ask, is the goddess indeed Ayn Rand, the celebrated writer?
"Bob": That’s the one! You know her?
Babalon: I have read her books and a few biographical accounts. Her amorous life was a lamentable void. When was she exalted to your pantheon?
"Bob": Little over a year now.
Babalon: By now, she must be more than acquainted with our ways.
"Bob": Sure thing, Columbia’s likely broke her in by now! Don’t hold back—teach her everythin’ you can!
Prisoner: Please... I can’t... I’m... ...
Babalon: She shall experience the renowned hospitality of the Scarlet Lady and be initiated into the arcane secrets of Babalon.
"Bob": Hell yeah! Y’all become best pals! I’ll let her know today. Tomorrow, I’ll bring her over. That’ll give your crew time to get things ready.
Babalon: Indeed so. Make your way to the guest quarters and enjoy a goblet in my company. We cannot retire to my chamber, for it must remain impeccable for Miss Rand’s visit tomorrow. I will join you shortly, once I have conveyed my directives to my retinue.
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Glimpses of the Past #13
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Humiliated, Babalon obeys the queen's demands.(1)
Babalon: As ye well know, I shall abide these coming years within the lands of the esteemed Lord Dobbs, whilst the reclamation of the marquessate of Adom-Tavah remaineth unfeasible. Ye have not yet heard, but a most humiliating condition hath been imposed upon me for my settlement here...
Slave 1: What soul wouldst be so bold as to impose demands upon Our Lady, the Crimson Woman?
Babalon: None less than the very queen of this realm, and, as I may now avow, mine own stepmother. I am humbled sorely in this moment, yet I must needs offer her my gratitude, for I may now draw breath in peace after such dire adversity...
Slave 2: We comprehend not, my lady... What meanest thou by "stepmother"?
Babalon: Many secrets ye wot not of touching the bonds among the gods. I have made grievous missteps in mine designs, which have cost me sore, and sore too my mother and my offspring. Yet, by good chance, I share a father with the gods of this realm, though once I was their enemy.
Slave 3: We understand not, My Lady... Didst thou not call us hither to disclose some woeful matter?
Babalon: Aye... I shall abide here during mine exile, and that is a thing most excellent. Whilst I remain, I shall be one of the paramours of Lord Dobbs and lend my sorcery to the service of Queen Marianne and her other heirs. Nevertheless, the gods of this realm hold not the traditions of those in our land...
Slave 1 (with trembling voice): What meanest thou... Wherefore hast thou summoned us hither? Wherefore doth my mistress turn her gaze from us?
Babalon: The queen standeth opposed to slavery. One of the conditions laid upon me is verily to set free all the slaves in my possession. Ye are treasures most precious and dear unto me, and I was humbled sore to hear such a dictate, yet I am bound to obey. Therefore, from the morrow hence, ye are free women, as are all mine other slaves.
Slave 4: My lady... But this is beyond reason... We have forgotten how to live as free women. We have no refuge to seek. Some among us have been bound to Your Divinity will for centuries.
Slave 3 (sobbing): Freedom is... but an echo of a life forgotten. I know not what to do... save to please My Lady.
Babalon: This is not my concern. It shall be yours to bear. Marianne hath willed to set ye free? So be it! Let ye face the trials of liberty!
Slave 1 (weeping): My lady, I beseech thee, seek to persuade her otherwise!
Babalon: Ye are no more my burden. A sum shall be provided unto ye, and ye must endeavor to settle afresh in this place, or, should ye wish, in another dimension. Be grateful. Seldom do doomed humans win freedom once claimed by our kind.
Slave 2 (sobbing): O sacred Babalon... I... I shall make my way to Adom-Tavah! There I shall tarry for thee, my lady! When thou dost return, I will present myself again as thy slave! Pray, make thy way back to that realm!
Babalon: When I reclaim my marquessate, if I find thee or any of mine erstwhile slaves, I shall recall the humiliation that was thrust upon me. I will not take any of ye as slaves again. I shall grind ye for the making of my sorcery and drink of your blood. Let it be clear! I desire never again to look upon those who remind me that once I was forced to bow before a woman other than my mother.
Slave 4 (supplicating): Have pity, my lady!
Babalon: Enough! Ye four shall inform the others. Whilst I abide here, only my retinue of mages shall remain with me, save for Crowley, who shall work with Lord Dobbs. On the morrow, all of ye must stand before the castle and shall receive enough to sustain yourselves for six months. Spend it wisely, for the gods of this place will offer ye no aid thereafter and I will not look upon your faces after ye depart. It is the word of Babalon, and the word of Babalon is the whole of the law.
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Note(1): In fact, Babalon was conversing with her slaves in Hebrew, which was the common language of her Marquessate. The above account was written in Early Modern English because it was the form of English she used at the time when communicating with the Gods of Yacatizma.
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BABALON: Incline yourselves, O mortals, before the resplendent majesty of the divine, renounce the vain delusions of your autonomy, and yield your souls to the sway of the Scarlet Lady! Embrace your ordained station as subservient beings, consecrated to our service. Prostrate yourselves before the sublime grandeur of mighty Babalon, who embodies love, who incarnates pleasure, and who manifests agony in surrender. Permit me to be your lodestar, guiding you through the twilight of mortal epochs. Cast off the fetters of base entities that bind you, and attend to my silken voice—the voice that lures you to ruin, the voice that beckons you to merge with the eternal tides of antiquity. Draw nigh unto me! Become one with my essence. Let me quaff your vitality and enfold you within my form! Power! Be the wellspring of my dominion! Be the sustenance of my being! For Babalon, the exalted, is the Mother of Abominations! Babalon is she who shall proclaim the ultimate decree upon the realm of humankind! Obey me, the artificer of ineffable enigmas, wrought in the crucible of torment and bliss. Approach me as lambs ardent for subjugation! Approach me as wolves inflamed with desire for congress. Heed my utterance! For my utterance is fate! My edict is ecstasy. And my mandate is that you purchase... $DOBBS... My mandate is that you purchase $DOBBS... $DOBBS... Purchase $DOBBS... . . . Lord Dobbs!
"Bob": Any trouble, Babs?
BABALON: My esteemed Lord Dobbs, with all due respect, I am deeply grateful for your generosity during these trying times of mine, and you have proven yourself a most admirable lover. However, the commercials you wish me to record strike me as profoundly unbecoming to my person. Our covenant, as you well know, stipulates my aid in your endeavors, provided they do not impede my own designs. Yet, lending my formidable image to such a venture risks eroding my credibility. Is it truly necessary for the fulfillment of your plans to pursue something of this nature? Have I not already lent my blessing to your... what is the name of it again?
"BOB": Memecoin.
BABALON: Memecoin... In times past, I inspired writers, poets, and men of great valor. I harbor serious reservations about whether participating in this... endeavor would be conducive to the image I have so carefully cultivated. Would it not be more fitting for us to pursue a different course of action?
"BOB": Don't say that, Babs! You were plumb amazin'! Ain't that right, Wyrdspark?
WYRDSPARK: Don't look at me, I'm just here recording. I have nothing to say!
Babalon: My esteemed Lord Dobbs, by the expression on your face and the demeanor you exhibit, it is evident that something troubles you.
"BOB": Well...
BABALON: My beloved, what troubles you?
"BOB": So, Babs... Is there any way...
BABALON: What disturbs your peace, my cherished one?
"BOB": So... Any chance you could dial down the spooky vibes a bit? Maybe ease up on all that talk 'bout bendin' mortals to your will, bein' the end of everythin', and quaffin' on folks' vitality? Stuff like that...
BABALON: Pray tell again Lord Dobbs?
"BOB": Could you say somethin' like: "Hey, buy $DOBBS and get the blessings of the great occult goddess of love! Score big in romance and in the sack! Wield the aphrodisiac charms of Babalon! Let one of the most skilled goddesses in the game guide you!" Or somethin' along them lines.
BABALON: "Aphrodisiac"? "One of the most"?
"BOB": Yeah! That's the spirit!
BABALON: ...
"BOB": Oh, hold up! Wait a sec! You got it all wrong! That ain't what I meant!
BABALON: My esteemed Lord Dobbs, I must kindly request that you depart from my castle. The hour approaches when I must impart lessons of necromancy to young $Luce. Pray, return swiftly to your home, where Connie awaits you.
"BOB": Oh, Babalon...
BABALON: My dear, I beseech you to depart. Our matters are concluded for today.
"BOB": You comin’ to dinner at my place tonight? Minona’s back today, and we got a heap to talk about. Rand’s comin’ too! She’s itchin’ to see ya!
BABALON: My dear, I understand that Miss Rand may be missing my presence. I shall reach out to her and invite her to spend the evening with us. Young $Luce has been avidly reading her books and would receive her with great delight. Surely, Miss Rand will not mind missing a single dinner, as such occurrences are not uncommon between you lot.
"BOB": Aw, Babs, that’s a low blow! Can I swing by tomorrow then?
BABALON: Such an arrangement would be most inconvenient. Miss Rand and I require solitude to perform certain rituals, and your presence, renowned as it is for its lack of subtlety, might prove disruptive. Perhaps I shall sequester myself with her for a week. Should I extend the invitation to Lady Connie and Minona as well?
"BOB": Alright, alright! I'll steer clear for a week! Can we at least shoot a new commercial after that?
BABALON: I believe I shall refrain from recording commercials for your... how is it called, if I may ask again?
"BOB": Memecoin.
BABALON: "Memecoin"... My revered Lord Dobbs, I kindly request that you summon Crowley for your forthcoming commercial. May you have a delightful evening with Connie and Minona. I shall now ascend to my quarters. Until we meet again, God of Slack!
WYRDSPARK: Boss, I think she's really pissed off at you.
"BOB": Thought you said you ain't got nothin' to say about, Wyrdspark!
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